You've encountered Team Snow Leader Cyrus and his mighty Arcanine, determined to defeat him and save your friends from being indoctrinated to team snow. He doesn't show any emotion. Just a quiver on the lip muscle just above his single fang poking out over his lower lip. He moved his hand to a Pokeball and pointed it your way! Was he... trying to catch you? No, he simply pulled out one of the balls on his belt that had a spiraling design on its upper half and upon its release button. A strange, curious light emitted from the circular crest around the button of the ball. You couldn't take your eyes off it though... your mind was getting so foggy... You tried to resist but... everything just went dark...

When you finally awaken, you find yourself in a room, dimly lit only by a screen in front of you. The screen projected such a... beautiful spiral swirling infinitely down. You felt like you never wanted to look away from it. Only deeper. A voice whispered into your ear, but you couldn't look away to see who. You knew who it was the second you heard his voice though. Your Team Snow Leader, Cyrus. He was close to your ear, you could feel his cold breath dancing upon your fur, like leaves swirling in the autumn winds. "Welcome to orientation, grunt." you heard in your fading senses, as slowly, all became the beautiful spiral. There were some noises in the background that you think are thoughts, but you didn't worry about those. You just gazed until you passed out.

When you came to the dormitory with the rest of the grunts. You put on your goggles like every other grunt. Your eyes became fascinated by that beautiful spiral filling your vision again, but then fading into almost nothing, so that you could see where you were going still. You put on your earmuffs like every other grunt at the same time. Those wonderful voi- thoughts began to fill your head. You attended morning briefings like all of the other grunts. You helped recruit more grunts like all of the others. You performed volunteer work like all of the others. You then returned and enjoyed a few hours of being off the clock like all of the others. Then went to bed like all of the others. Every day became the same. You loved it mindlessly and happily.

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Cyrus is owned by me.

Artwork done by the super awesome  akumakanji!